Sleepy Fox Hollow pumice

maplesmoke hadn't stayed, and the two young horses to be born would be his blood.

stormcloud's life had not been long enough to let him see silverbirch.

now. colosseum. her withers twitched a bit in surprise, for it had been a good long while since selenia tasted something not discovered by herself. the mare's dark eyes watched him for a moment, and then she ducked her head with a low rumble of approval.

she was not used to a stallion caring so much; on impulse the buckskin plucked gently at his forelock as she passed, her round side brushing him in a vulnerable display of trust.